I am being bullied by a cat. This morning, I slept in past my usually 7:30 a.m. on the weekends and at 7:45 a.m. my
famished, starving-to-death obese cat Ozzy demanded I get up and feed him breakfast. (How dare I keep him waiting!?) He did this by sitting on my chest (he weights 15+ pounds) and kneading my sweatshirt with his super sharp claws until I got up.
I did get up and feed the cat breakfast. I just wasn't happy about it.
#nothappy, #feedmenow, #mornings, #bully, #bullycat
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